[00:00.00] 作词 : Chauncey Hollis/Jarad Higgins
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Chauncey Hollis/Jarad Higgins
[00:02.68]Hmm, uh-huh
[00:05.45](Hit-Boy)
[00:10.52]Bitch
[00:14.44]Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy
[00:20.18]I done, I done made it
[00:23.66]I done made it, made it, yeah
[00:28.21]I'm sick and tired of these hatin' ass Bitches, though
[00:31.50]Let my shit breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit
[00:35.77]**** Bitch
[00:37.97]Uh, yeah
[00:39.21]I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
[00:42.20]Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best
[00:45.81]I done Metta World Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest
[00:49.13]I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
[00:52.74]Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
[00:55.67]Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah
[00:59.65]I'ma turn a Bitch block to an art project
[01:02.25]Picasso, I paint that, where the **** is the bank at?
[01:05.20]Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay
[01:08.41]If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand, get them features out my face
[01:11.68]50K to install a Bitch ass fountain in my new estate
[01:14.85]I got that pump, it's ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks
[01:18.02]I ain't Lil Pump but I got double Glocks on me like Gucci Gang
[01:21.32]We ball like Wilt Chamberlain, like the name of them old Gucci tapes
[01:24.39]Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane
[01:26.27]That lil' Bitch like, "Burr," why she so insecure?
[01:29.49]Who got the pills in here? How do you live in here?
[01:32.73]I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah
[01:36.09]I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah
[01:39.42]I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah (Let's go)
[01:42.96]She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?
[01:45.96]**** is you doin' here? Why is you shootin' here?
[01:49.26]Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
[01:52.59]Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
[01:55.88]Yeah, away, away, away, away, away
[02:00.25]You want bullshit, I hit you with that olé
[02:03.27]Told my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame
[02:06.74]Even when I stand up and hit it from the back I'ma still get laid
[02:09.85]Your Bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed
[02:13.32]I took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let's get it)
[02:16.99]Chicago shit , Chicago Bitch
[02:20.42]Bitch ass with a Philadelphia Bitch
[02:22.05]Yeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent, Rollie doesn't tick
[02:25.94]Chopper with the tints, pull up with the tints, clip is extended
[02:29.22]Never gave a ****, never gave a shit , only gettin' rich
[02:32.47]Limb by limb, forgive and forget, man, I don't forget shit
[02:35.76]You don't know when to stand
[02:39.48]You got it bad, man, come in, oh
[02:45.03]Oh, baby, come in
[02:47.66]Man, I don't forget shit
[02:49.14]Uh, yeah
[02:51.46]I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
[02:55.08]Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best
[02:58.42]I done Meta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest
[03:01.41]I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
[03:04.93]Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
[03:07.98]Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah
[03:12.02]I'ma turn a Bitch block to an art project
[03:14.10]Picasso, I paint that, where the **** is the bank at?
[03:17.73]Army sergeant, no rank, yeah
[03:19.70]

作词 : Chauncey Hollis/Jarad Higgins
作曲 : Chauncey Hollis/Jarad Higgins
Hmm, uh-huh
(Hit-Boy)
Bitch
Man, this life shit gettin' crazy, crazy
I done, I done made it
I done made it, made it, yeah
I'm sick and tired of these hatin' ass Bitches, though
Let my shit breathe for a couple seconds, man, shit
**** Bitch
Uh, yeah
I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best
I done Metta World Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest
I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah
I'ma turn a Bitch block to an art project
Picasso, I paint that, where the **** is the bank at?
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay
If you ain't payin' a hundred thousand, get them features out my face
50K to install a Bitch ass fountain in my new estate
I got that pump, it's ironic how that pump made him pump his breaks
I ain't Lil Pump but I got double Glocks on me like Gucci Gang
We ball like Wilt Chamberlain, like the name of them old Gucci tapes
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane
That lil' Bitch like, "Burr," why she so insecure?
Who got the pills in here? How do you live in here?
I got my crib in here, havin' some kids, yeah
I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah
I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah (Let's go)
She saw me in the club, how did you get in here?
**** is you doin' here? Why is you shootin' here?
Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
Yeah, away, away, away, away, away
You want bullshit, I hit you with that olé
Told my shooter I gotta prove myself no lame
Even when I stand up and hit it from the back I'ma still get laid
Your Bitch a dragon, she run up on me, she get slayed
I took a piss in your dead homie grave, uh (Let's get it)
Chicago shit , Chicago Bitch
Bitch ass with a Philadelphia Bitch
Yeah, I'm super rich, I could pay your rent, Rollie doesn't tick
Chopper with the tints, pull up with the tints, clip is extended
Never gave a ****, never gave a shit , only gettin' rich
Limb by limb, forgive and forget, man, I don't forget shit
You don't know when to stand
You got it bad, man, come in, oh
Oh, baby, come in
Man, I don't forget shit
Uh, yeah
I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just had to relapse
Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best
I done Meta Word Peace to myself like I'm Ron Artest
I never been a referee but I still got a Tec, Kel-Tec
Shoot you in your stomach, make this shit hard to digest
Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix in the projects, yeah
I'ma turn a Bitch block to an art project
Picasso, I paint that, where the **** is the bank at?
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah